Master Miluo's eyes widened and roared.

The castration of his feet when he pushed the ground and retreated was a little faster.

In the wooden box, a hot wave of shock followed the figure of Master Miluo and rushed out.

Then it became a circle shape and suddenly spread around!

The rolling smoke rose into the air like a sandstorm.

The scarlet flames burst out with dazzling light under the bright sun.

The wooden box fragments shot towards the surroundings.

The explosion's shock wave spreads rapidly.

It was in place, like a hurricane storm blew up.

The fire rose and the smoke filled the gunpowder.

The few people around were all masters.

When danger came, they all responded immediately.

But even so, they were still affected a little.

Although he was not injured, his clothes were burned with sporadic fires, and some holes were burned out.

What's more, because the distance is too close, the hair and eyebrows are burnt.

The most miserable thing is Master Miluo.

The whole face was darkened by fireworks.

At first glance, it looks like a refugee coming from Africa.

The wooden fragments flew over with the shock wave left scars on him.

Although these are just skin trauma, their embarrassing appearance is still very miserable.

No one expected that Lin Yu would actually tamper in the wooden box.

It was not a relic inside, but a remote-controlled detonation bomb.

When the few people came to their senses, Lin Yu's figure flashed and he had already taken the opportunity to break out of the encirclement.

"Chasing!"

Master Miluo was so angry that he shouted loudly.

Several people jumped up and chased after him.

Because the retreat route was blocked, Lin Yu did not escape back according to the path he had come.

Instead, he ran toward Michuan Mountain.

"Don't worry, I've already ambushed people and intercepted them on the mountain."

Master Miluo was still able to speak distractedly while running.

Among the few, he was the fastest.

As the rabbit rose and falconed fell, it had already chased behind Lin Yu.

At this time, Okubo was shocked and confused, looking at Lin Yu's back.

According to previous understanding, the speed of the Black Prison Dragon King is beyond the reach of people.

But the speed shown now can only be considered average among the powerful people like them.

Could it be that his previous injuries made him unable to even exert his speed?

Moreover, what surprised him even more was that Lin Yu did not show any invincible domineeringness just now.

The state of mind and temperament seem to be a little different from the legendary Black Prison Dragon King.

Thinking of this, he winked at the head of the Seta family.

The two of them slowed down slightly and landed at the end.

In front, Master Miluo, Master Ji Liu and Ji Ruyuan chased after him.

The distance between Lin Yu is getting closer and closer.

Just as I was about to catch up,

Master Miluo's ten fingers formed a fearless lion seal and hit Lin Yu's back.

In a hurry, he burst out with all his strength.

I wish I could kill him on the spot with one move.

However.

At this moment, a shocking geek flashed out.

The sword light is more dazzling than lightning and faster than the shooting star.

Knife, shadowless!

Like a wisp of flame from hell, emitting the breath of death.

The speed of this knife cannot be described.

The flashing sword light seems tangible but invisible.

It seems to have cut the space.

It arrives in a moment.

The knife is unsheathed, and the sky is gone.

When I was immersed, I could only feel the blazing light that penetrated my eyes.

At that moment, Master Miluo couldn't help but close his eyes.

His hair exploded, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

The breath of death from hell enveloped him.

At the critical moment of life and death, he burst out with the strongest potential.

The body responded like a conditioned reflex and kicked backwards on the ground.

The momentum of rushing forward stopped, like an arrow leaving the string, sweeping towards the back.

His reaction was very fast and his speed increased to the extreme.

From closing the force to retreat, it is just a flash of lightning.

It can be said that the profound cultivation over the past decades has been fully reflected.

But unfortunately, this knife was too fast.

Fast, beyond his imagination.

It seems that this knife does not belong to the world at all.

Ling Huo's blade made the mountains and rivers lose their color and reversed the yin and yang.

When the knife light flashed, his legs and arms were cold at the same time.

It was like someone was carrying ice cubes across the skin.

Then, Master Miluo flew backwards with the blessing of inertia and fell to the ground.

However, it is just the torso after the knife light.

The limbs remained in place.

Everyone was shocked.

But that training did not stop for a moment.

The sword light is lonely and desolate, and the darkness is absolutely desolate.

Beyond the limits of form and speed.

The speed of the knife is even above thinking.

It has reached the level of attention first.

The world is in panic, and the sun and the moon are gone.

Where the blade passes, the soul returns to impermanence.

The second person I experienced personally was Ji Liuye.

Among all, except Master Miluo, he was the closest to him.

The competition swept over.

In an instant, the scorching sun hanging high in the sky seemed to be dull.

The blazing sword light filled the eyes.
To be continued...